The Bad Boys New Attitude

Why Do You Make Me Feel This Way?

*Drew's pov*

i skipped school the rest of the day, thinking about the kiss. Mr. Monroe's lips were soft and nothing like any pair of lips on a women. I tried to get him out of my mind by picking a fight with a few guys, that looked like they were in a gang. whatever i could take them, they weren't much bigger than i was and i didn't have any glasses they could break 'cause they were already broken.

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not even 30 minutes later, they were already begging for mercy. each of them had a black eye, the taller of the two had a busted lip and a broken nose and the smaller of the two had run off after getting the black eye. i let the bigger one go and he ran off in the same direction as the smaller one. i walked down the street pulling out my ciggerettes and poping the bud of one inbetween my lips. i stuffed the pack back in my pocket fishing out my lighter. i lit the lighter holding my free hand out the flame so it wouldn't go out. the tip of the ciggeret lit as i help the flame to it. i let go of the button and the flame dissappreared. stuffing my lighter back in my pocket i took a drag of the ciggarette. exhaling from my nose, letting all the smoke free i continued to walk along the side walk.

i took the ciggerette out of my mouth holding it between my index finger and my middle finger. i sighed and flicked it into the street. it reminded me of Mr. Monroe, the man i was trying to get out of my head. he made my heart sting, why does this have to happen to me. i had my future planed out from marriage on. i guess it didn't really work out because the girl i had planed on marring when i was old enough to have the seremony, broke my heart. i used to be sweet and a straight A student. i sighed, maybe this is what the man in the clouds wanted to happen, to help get my life back on track.

well if its going to be like that i have to avoide Mr. Monroe as much as possible. before i knew it i was walking threw a group of adults going the oppisite way, lunch rush. geez, dont these people own cars? i squesed threw the crowd of people making it to the cross walk. the sign had the stop symbol showing. i stopped watching a few cars go by. some people bumbed into me, and they snickered. obviously teenagers, i turned around clenching my fists, i was about half way turned around to face them and tell them off when i was pushed into the street. i fell to the ground scraping my elbow and hands. i looked up to see a car heading straight for me. i froze up.

i clenched my eyes shut ready to be hit by the oncoming vehicle. In stead i was pulled to my feet just inches from getting hit.

"what were you thinking you idiot! stay out of the street!" i reconized the voice. i opened my eyes and looked down at the small figure. Mr. Monroe....

"Oh My God, of course its you!" i yelled. i yanked my arm out of his grasp and walked off when the walk sign came on. footsteps followed, people pushed past me and others went different directions. blood dripped threw the long sleeve of my white uniform. as soon as the lunch rush died down i decided to head home, it was only 12 pm and i need to clean out this cut. as soon as a turned around. Bam right into the guy behind me. we both fell me on top of him and his underneath me holding tightly on my shirt. i caught myself so my full body weight wouldn't land on top of him but he fell pretty hard.

i got off him and he let go of me. my heart dropped to my stomach as soon as i saw who i was just on top of. "Mr. Monroe stop following me, i'm fine alright!!" he sat up and rubbed his head.

"what do you mean following you! the hospital is that way you know!" he pointed behind me and down the street to the regional hospital. i felt embarassed and guilty now. i held my hand out to him and helped him up from the ground. he grabbed his bag and brushed himself off.

"...why do you need to go to the hospital..?" i asked kind of nosey.

"my wife is going into labor so i asked for the rest of the day off to be there for her" he said looking up at me. i 101% sure he could hear my heart break into tiny pieces. i put on a fake smille.

"congrats..." my eyes swelled with tears, of course the first time i've ever cried and it had to be because i fell in love with a married teacher, with a pregant wife.

"Drew, whats wrong?"

"oh i uh scrapped my elbow and it hurts..." i said, an obvious lie, i looked down. Mr. Monroe grabbed my arm lifting up my sleeve and looking at the scrap.

"you should come to the hospital to i think they will clean it for free" he started dragging me along with him to the hospital. some tears fell from my eyes and on to my cheeks. no i dont want to go with you, leave me alone. dont toy with me. i wanted to say to him but i couldn't. i've never fallen in love so fast with anyone before. why did it have to be me?

we got to the hospital and Mr. Monroe dragged me inside. he let go of my and walked to the front desk. and talked to the lady behind the desk. i couldn't hear what they were saying and right now i didn't care.

*Tusmasaki's pov* (Mr. Monroe)

i walked to the front desk, leaving Drew by the doors. he was crying, i chuckled silently. he needed some dicipline, so he wouldn't be such a brat. how he acted after he kissed me. i was dased for  moment but he wasn't at school after words. i dont have a wife, but my brothers wife went into labor. he acts all tough but i saw right threw him. inside hes sweet. he was easy to read, because hes so caught up trying to act like the bad boy everyone thinks he is. hes strong i give him that but his heart is pure.

"excuse me can i have the room number for Eva Richards?"

"she's on floor 3 room 489"

"thank you" i walked back over to Drew taking him by the hand and pulling him with me, to the elevator.  Drew sniffled and i felt him squese my hand a little bit. a smile peared on my lips. that quickly disapeard while we waited for the elevator. "hows your elbow?" i asked looking at Drew, he had stopped crying and wouldn't look at me.

"y-yea it stopped bleeding, i can just go home and clean it up..." his voice was small and quiet. i think i broke him... after all i've heard about him of being strong and never letting his weakness get the best of him. the door binged and opened i walked into the elevator. "i think i'll go home Mr. Monroe...i dont want to intrude"

i smiled. "non-sense your just fine" i pulled him into the elevator just as soon as the doors closed. he wouldn't look at me, and kept his head lowered. his hair fell in his face. i sighed.

this is no fun... i thought.

"Drew look at me..." he shook his head and leaned against the elevator wall. i walked infront of him and liftled his chin just enough so i could see his face. "if it makes you feel better i dont really have a wife, my brothers wife went into labor and hes out of town on a bussiness trip so i'm just filling in for him till he gets here"

he looked at me completely with a glint of relief in his eyes.

"Why did you lie to me?" He asked pouting out his lower lip and looking away.

"To teach you a lesson, brat" i glared at him. He looked at me and opened his mouth to say something, but closed his mouth again not saying a word. The elevator doors opened and i grabbed his arm dragging him from the elevator to the room my brother's wife was in. Drew trotted along behind me trying to keep up.

"I'll wait outside the room for you..."' he said tugging his arm out of my grip.

"Okay...i wont be long my brother should be here in 30 minutes or so" i walked inside the room and parked myself by my sister-in-laws bed.

*Drew's pov*

I sat in a chair outside the door of the room Mr. Monroe was in. Geez why did he have to be so mean...sure im a brat but you didnt have to go that far. I was mad at him, but i couldnt bring myself to hate him or beat the shit outta him. I'm all messed up because of him. Why do i have to feel this way about my Teacher!?